Hey guys,

This is my first fan fiction on this sit. i hope you all like it as much as I enjoyed writting it. I'm sorry if the summory doesn't really if the story, I suck at writting summaries. I hope that doesn't stop you all from reading this story. Well enjoy and tell me what you all think of it.

Forgive and Forget

Written By PotterLovesWeasley

Chapter One

Forgive Me?

Harry Potter walked through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room. He was looking among the other Gryffindor students for someone, but didn't see them there. He saw his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger in the far corner doing homework at one of the tables. He went over to them and sat down in an empty chair next to Ron. "What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked, looking up as Harry sat down and looked at him.

"Your sister is what's wrong! She's been avoiding me for the past month." Harry answered Ron. Then he looked at Hermione, who sat on the other side of the table. She was the only girl in seventh year that Ginny talked to. "'Mione, do you know where Ginny is?" He studied her face as she looked up at him.

"Yes, I do and she doesn't want to be found, especially by you." She answered, trying to go back to her Charms homework. Harry knew that Ginny would talk to Hermione about everything. He knew that Hermione knew why Ginny was avoiding him.

"Hermione come on, please. If you want me to be happy again, then tell me where she is." Harry said, starting to get angry at Ginny and Hermione's stubbornness.

"Fine! She's in the Prefect's bathroom on the sixth floor swimming." Hermione answered, looking up again. "But you had better not tell her I told you or she will never speak to me again."

"Don't worry, I won't tell her. I just need to know what I did that made her stop talking to me." Harry said, standing up to leave the common room. Ron looked at Hermione with a confused look on his face.

"You know what he did, don't you?" Ron asked.

"Yes, I do but I'm not telling you." She answered back, "Now get back to you Potions essay." Ron did as he was told, but wondered what Harry had done to make his little sister so mad.

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Ginevra, Ginny to everyone she knew, Weasley was in the Prefect's bathroom swimming in its large bath tube. She wore a dark blue one peace swim suit, her long flaming red hair was pulled back into a ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, and she wore a pair of Muggle goggles, so she could see underwater. Ginny had always loved swimming, it made her relax, but she found it hard to find the time to swim. At the moment she was trying her hardest to stop thinking of Harry James Potter, the Boy-Who-Bloody-Lived as everyone called him. He was her long time crush that she finally got to have. Then when it was starting to look like they'd be together forever, it turned around and blew up in her face. Yes, Harry had spent the last two weeks of summer at the Burrow a month after their break up. Then he tried to say sorry. This among other things is why she was angry at him.

Flash back

It had been the last day of summer, when it happened. Ginny was sitting by the old Oak tree by the small lake near the Burrow, when Harry had joined her there. Ron and Hermione had gotten together early that summer, two weeks after they got home from King's Cross train station, as a matter of fact. And they spent little time away from each other. That in it's self, was driving Ginny mad. They had joined Harry on his way to visit Godric's Hollow, and where his parents, Lily and James Potter, where buried in the Potter Family grave yard. Then they all came back for Bill and Fleur's wedding, which Ginny was still kind of unhappy about, but she was starting to warm up to Fleur. Three days after the wedding was their last day of summer. Harry joined her under that old Oak tree near the lake. They sat there in silence for a while. When Harry spoke, "Gin, what's wrong? You haven't said a word to me since I got here." Harry watched her face, as she looked out over the lake. She watched it's deep dark blue color shine in the sunlight. Ginny was thinking about the way he had broken up with her. It had been right after Dumbledore's funeral.

"Ginny listen. . . ." he had said very quietly, as the buzz of conversation grew louder around them and people began to get to their feet, "I can't be involved with you anymore. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together."

She said, with an oddly twisted smile, "It's for some stupid, noble reason, isn't it?"

"It's been like. . . .Like something out of someone else's life, these last few weeks with you," said Harry. "But I can't. . . .
We can't. . . .I've got things to do alone now." She did not cry. She simply looked at him. "Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friend's sister. Think how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get to me through you."

"What if I don't care?" she said fiercely.

"I care!" said Harry. "How do you think I'd feel if this was you funeral. . . .And it was my fault. . . .?" She had looked away from him, she looked over the lake.

"I never really gave up on you," she said. "Not really. I always hoped. . . .Hermione told me to get on with life, maybe go out with some other people, relax a bit around you, because I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room, remember? And she thought you might take a bit more notice if I was a bit more. . . .myself."

"Smart girl, that Hermione," he said trying to smile. "I just wish I'd asked you sooner. We could've had ages. . . .Months. . . .Years maybe. . . ."

"But you've been too busy saving the Wizarding World," she said, half laughing. "Well. . . .I can't say I'm surprised. I knew this would happen in the end. I knew you wouldn't be happy unless you were hunting Voldemort. Maybe that's why I like you so much." Then he got up and left, and turned his back on her and on Dumbledore's grave.

"Harry you broke my heart." Ginny finally answered, as silent tears started to form in her chocolate brown eyes. She didn't dear look at him. She knew she would see something there and get herself lost in his beautiful bright emerald green eyes again.

"Gin, I didn't mean to break your heart. It was for the best though." Harry answered, still studying her face. Now seeing the pain he had caused. His heart fell then to its lowest point ever. "Ginny, I'm sorry." That did it. Those three little words she never wanted to hear from his mouth. 'Ginny, I'm sorry!' was the last thing she wanted to hear from him. She stood up from under the Oak tree and started to walk away, when Harry had pulled her back and turned her around to face him.

"It's too late for sorry, Harry." She said, trying not to cry. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes and saw her pain. The pain that he never wanted to cause, but wanted to make better. But he knew he couldn't, he couldn't be with her in fear of losing her. His heart may have wanted her to be with him always, but he knew and so did she, his mind would never allow it. Then with out thinking he kissed her on the lips full of passion. Not caring what would happen next. It felt so passionate. Ginny melted into his arms all over again. Harry's heart leapt with happiness. But this kiss was short lived as Ginny pulled away and ran back to the Burrow. Harry knew that she was crying.

End of Flash Back

Just because of that last kiss and him braking up with her, was why she was now angry with him. She tried her hardest not to let him see her around Hogwarts. She avoided him at all coast for the last month. As she swam she didn't hear the bathroom door open and closed as Harry walked in. He saw her swimming. Her front stroke looked perfect like she did. He sat down on the bench with her cloths were sitting and watched her swim. At the end of her swim, she stopped. As she turned around to face the clear blue crystal water, she lad the back of her head on the wall behind her and took off her Muggle goggles. She looked tired, but full of energy, like the rest of the Weasleys did when they looked tired. Harry watched her as she went to the stairs to get out of the water. He stood up and grabbed a towel to hand to her. When Ginny got to the stairs she looked up to see who the legs in front of her belonged to. She saw Harry standing there with the towel. She took it with out a word dried herself off, and went over to her cloths. She then turned back around and he was still watching her, looking for signs of some sort. "Why are you in here Harry?" she asked with the towel wrapped around her thin, yet beautiful body, looking very anger.

"I wanted to talk. You've been avoiding me since the first day back. Which was a month ago?" Harry said, with a very calm voice. Trying not to get her even madder than she already was. He knew she was mad at him, but he didn't care. He just wanted her back, but not just as a friend but as his girlfriend. He wanted to be with her again. He wanted to make her pain go away. He wanted to kiss her soft warm lips. He wanted everything about her, but knew he couldn't have any of it.

"We did talk remember." Ginny said, now putting her shirt on over her head. "I thought we had an understanding."

"Gin. . . .I. . . .I've been a stupid git." Harry said, still watching her as she put the rest of her clothes on over her swimsuit.

"That's right! You have been a stupid Git. You've always been a stupid Git." Ginny said, trying not to raise her voice. "You broke my heart Harry. Then you tried to make me forget that pain with a kiss. It doesn't work that way. The pain is still there and it will never go away Harry."

"Ginny, I wasn't trying to make the pain go away. Your right the pain will always be there. No matter what I do. The only pain I can take away. . . ." He stopped mid-sentence. 'What pain could I take away? Her pain will never go away neither would mine. Pain was apart of life. You have to have pain to fell joy. It will always be there. It was apart of life.' He thought. He didn't know what pain he could make go away. But he wanted to try.

"What pain Harry?" Ginny asked, looking into his emerald green eyes and seeing the some of the pain he was thanking about and going through. The pain that was always there, but it never really showed it self before now. That day by the lake the pain was there, but couldn't be seen. Now she could see clearly what pain he was talking about. The pain of not being with her. His heart was as broken as hers was. "Harry?"

"Forget it." Harry said coursing himself, as he made for the door to the bathroom.

"Harry, you're the one who wanted to talk not me." Ginny said her voice now calm with worry. He stopped at the door. He was about to open it. His hand was on the cold door handle. "What pain are you talking about?"

"What pain? The pain that I have caused everyone. The pain that I can see in your eyes. The pain that I know hurts you every time you hear my name or see me. That pain is what I'm talking about Ginny." Harry said, as he turned back to look at her stunned face. "Ginny I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted to see you sad and hurt. I never wanted you to suffer."

"Harry, I'm not suffering. I may be hurt but I'm not suffering." Ginny said finally. Walking over to him and placing a hand on his face to make him look at her. "Harry, I will never stop loving you."

"I know." He answered. She pulled him into a hug. She wrapped her arms around his middle and lad her head on his chest taking in his mucky smell. The smell that she loved more than anything in the world. "I just wish I wasn't so stupid sometimes. Gin, I do love you. You've been the only one I've been thinking about all summer and for the last month." he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. He could smell the lilies in her hair, even after swimming.

"Harry, I'm sorry for being so angry with you." Ginny said, as she looked up into his emerald green eyes. "I don't know what came over me."

"It's ok Gin." Harry answered. "Can we still be friends?"

"Yeah." Ginny answered giving him one more hug.

"Then maybe we can be together after I defeat Voldemort?"

"Maybe. But let's take it slow at first."

"I agree. Come on. Hermione and Ron are probably wondering if we've killed each other yet."

"You asked Hermione where I was didn't you?" Ginny asked, picking up the rest of her things.

"Don't tell her I told, but yeah I did." Harry answered, as they left the prefect bathroom, going back to the Gryffindor Common Room.